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^ LOL...that just made my night. And for some reason...I had a little visual playing in my head while reading your story.

I never bothered explaining to him that I was a slut and I just wanted to get laid...his cock did the job just fine.... but I could've used some tape for his mouth

Originally Posted by xbuzzerx

I had a visual of EastofEden sleeping with King Henry VIII.

......sleeping? ...in a separate room I hope...

Originally Posted by sixthson

Hmm...

Ok then...a pipe...

Originally Posted by borg69unimatrix

^^^^^

I agree... the right level of confidence without being (too) arrogant is sexy as hell.

Here's a little secret guy's...

If YOU didn't point out your (supposed) flaws, I probably wouldn't have noticed them, and now they only bug me because you won't shut up about them!

To be honest, out all the guys I've been with, we've NEVER agreed on what his "flaws" were... my list never matched his.

YES! Self confidence is sexy and my first BF had a very small penis which he never pointed out and truthfully I never had a second thought about...he had ALOT of confidence and was sexy as hell. The sex was great...we broke up because he let me out in the Sana Cruz Mountains (because I demanded it as he was driving reckless...I didn't really expect him to do it) and he asked me to write him a love letter once and later he showed me where he had it FILED amidst a decent sized collection of others....he thought I was going to be impressed. I soooo wasn't impressed....

unless it's inverted, I can probably work with it. tbh, the absolute best bottoming experience I've ever had was with a guy who was only about 4", but goddamn could he use what he had. no guy I've been with before or since has been able to hit my prostate like that; every thrust made me feel like I was having an orgasm.

otoh, I dated a guy who was 7.5" for about 6 months and the sex was pretty boring. not bad, but when I would bottom I was mostly going through the motions for his benefit because it wasn't doing much for me. perfunctory moans while planning out my grocery list in my head.

this company I've ordered something from through Amazon is about to make me show my ass. The item has most likely been "lost" in the mail, and I've been trying to contact them for a week to either get a refund, have them help me locate the product (the tracking number is useless), or send out a replacement. They won't return e-mails, answer their phones, or return my messages.

whatever happened to customer service?

see this is when good customers become assholes.

"I'll cast a spell that you can't undo...'til you wake up and you find that you love me too..."

this company I've ordered something from through Amazon is about to make me show my ass. The item is apparently been "lost" in the mail, and I've been trying to contact them for a week to either get a refund, have them help find the product (the tracking number is useless), or send out a replacement. They won't return e-mails, answer their phones, or return my messages.

this company I've ordered something from through Amazon is about to make me show my ass. The item has most likely been "lost" in the mail, and I've been trying to contact them for a week to either get a refund, have them help me locate the product (the tracking number is useless), or send out a replacement. They won't return e-mails, answer their phones, or return my messages.

whatever happened to customer service?

see this is when good customers become assholes.

Auto Zone did that to me through Amazon a few years ago and they wouldn't contact me either.

man... it drives me up a fucking wall when people ask me questions before trying to find the answers themselves.

mostly just applies to work. I respond much better to "hey Darden, I've tried X, Y, and Z but they're still not working to fix this issue. what would you try next?" rather than "hey Darden, tell me what to do?" (or the worst, "can you fix this for me and let me watch? even though when I say "watch" what I really mean is play around on my phone texting my girlfriend while you do my work for me...")

Auto Zone did that to me through Amazon a few years ago and they wouldn't contact me either.

Dispute your charge...they will contact you then

thanks, guys.

Yeah...I tried to give them more than enough time to contact me back...but I just filed a dispute/claim with Amazon. Hopefully, I'll have my money back soon so I can look elsewhere for the product I need.

"I'll cast a spell that you can't undo...'til you wake up and you find that you love me too..."

man... it drives me up a fucking wall when people ask me questions before trying to find the answers themselves.

mostly just applies to work. I respond much better to "hey Darden, I've tried X, Y, and Z but they're still not working to fix this issue. what would you try next?" rather than "hey Darden, tell me what to do?" (or the worst, "can you fix this for me and let me watch? even though when I say "watch" what I really mean is play around on my phone texting my girlfriend while you do my work for me...")

lol

yeah...that would annoy me as well.

Does this happen mostly with new employees/trainees or people who have been there for a while, but just want things done for them? The former wouldn't bother me as much...as long as they seem to be paying attention.

"I'll cast a spell that you can't undo...'til you wake up and you find that you love me too..."

I can't take this anymore. The commotion above my apartment room is truly from a kid, my guess was right. Today, I woke up with stampede on top of my head, it sounded like 2 or more kids playing chase and jumping up and down from their bed. I finally off limit- soon I stormed to the 5th floor..without washing my face first, peed, wearing glasses or changing my pajama. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!

a women opened the door.
"Is this 505?"
"Yes" -- she showing defensive gesture
" I want to tell you that this apartment has a very thin ceiling- and your children have been very painful to me since the day I moved."

She didn't say sorry, she kept rambling about this incident never happened before and please come to us, dont knocking the ceiling with broom-like a thing I just did.

I said "Did you got call from leasing office about your children?"
No..she said
"I reported you already."

and she said- just come to us if you have problem, we will try to settle them down.

I said.."How old is your son?"
"5 yo"

"Is he there? "-- I tried to scan her room with my creepy eyes.

"He was inside, his friend came over and play today, I'll told them to be quiet." She explained

"I want to see your son" -

Now I saw her face abit pale when I asked her that. "He is inside, playing..I told him to be quiet next time ok, just come to us bla bla bla..
then I left.

This is the first strike, if anything happen, at least I documented here. God-... please dont turned me like that guy in a plane, the one beating a crying toodler

Dont you wish that we could police our thoughts like cops do traffic ?

Only let what you want in.

absolutely. It would cut out so much of the bs and brain junk. I suppose it can be done here and there if you practice and try 'really hard to focus on other things', but sometimes...you just have to let yourself feel some kind of way.

"I'll cast a spell that you can't undo...'til you wake up and you find that you love me too..."

I am ready to strangle the next person who crosses me or blind sides me with some bullshit nonsense. I have had an entirely wasted day trying to get all the genies back into the bottle and all of Pandora's crap back into the box.

I am going home and having a lot of cocktails. And then some wine.

The worst part is, I can't even vent at home because my partner is not well and is taking his own anger and frustration out on me these days. And it seems as though all the staff are on the rag too...I rarely lose it, but I just finally yelled at everyone today.

I am ready to strangle the next person who crosses me or blind sides me with some bullshit nonsense. I have had an entirely wasted day trying to get all the genies back into the bottle and all of Pandora's crap back into the box.

I am going home and having a lot of cocktails. And then some wine.

The worst part is, I can't even vent at home because my partner is not well and is taking his own anger and frustration out on me these days. And it seems as though all the staff are on the rag too...I rarely lose it, but I just finally yelled at everyone today.

Im sorry to hear about your bad day. I hope that things turn around for you very soon.

my sister and I bought a joint gift for our parents for Christmas. I gave her the money for my share about a week before Christmas, and to date, she's yet to deposit the check... like, join the 21st century, take a picture of the check with your cellphone, and deposit the check via your bank's mobile app.

meanwhile, I have to keep mental note of the fact that my checking account has $200 less than it actually displays, because I need to keep money set aside for my sister. shoulda just given her cash.

my sister and I bought a joint gift for our parents for Christmas. I gave her the money for my share about a week before Christmas, and to date, she's yet to deposit the check... like, join the 21st century, take a picture of the check with your cellphone, and deposit the check via your bank's mobile app.

meanwhile, I have to keep mental note of the fact that my checking account has $200 less than it actually displays, because I need to keep money set aside for my sister. shoulda just given her cash.

I do a monthly bank run when I have to go pay some bills which is when checks get deposited.

Can't be bothered with "online banking", especially the mobile crap. I laugh at most that do because they can't read the fine print on their checking account contract. You better hope that your debit card never gets compromised. At least for me it doesn't help when you bank with multiple ones and have a few different accounts at each bank.

I'm sad that my "vacation" account took a hit when I booked a few flights this past week. $4k down the pooper.

I don't know if I'm just getting older, stressed out, or what...but I find myself making more typos online these days.

If you guys cross one of my posts, and it gets a little confusing...please excuse them. I'm not sure what's going on.

I'm the same way. I'll read something before I post it and try my best to go back and edit it. My mind tends to move more quickly than my hands so I have at times omitted words from sentences. Usually my edits are for improper grammar.

The ankle that I rolled a few months back is coming back to haunt me. I was playing bball today and probably put too much weight on it and now it's feeling very tender. I might have fucked it up for good.

OMG...I happened to stumble upon the latest "celebrity-with-money-becomes-bored-so-they-decide-to-release-an-album-except-it-sounds-like-everything-else-on-the-radio-today" earlier...and all I can say is wow. It's a shame that there are so many "artists" out there who can't get the promotion they need because they're not some "big name"...yet they're the ones who have something new to bring to the table when it comes to music.

Perhaps it's a bit snobby of me, but I prefer the underground, alternative music that probably wouldn't see the light of "radio" and definitely not "top 40" or whatever the hell they call it. Shit all sounds the same. I don't know what record exec is behind the scenes telling people that they need to go with "what's popular" as far as the sound...but the trend needs to die. I check in every now and then to see if anything has changed. Nope. same shit...

record execs: PLEASE STOP TELLING THESE "ARTISTS" THAT THEIR MUSIC NEEDS TO SOUND LIKE EVERYTHING ELSE ON THE FUCKING RADIO.

rant over. ugh.

also: I know most of you are probably thinking 'says the guy who worships Madonna'. BUT...the music that made me such a HUGE fan of hers came from eras when she was doing her own thing and not following the 'popular' route.

Last edited by Gentleheart; January 11th, 2014 at 08:18 AM.

"I'll cast a spell that you can't undo...'til you wake up and you find that you love me too..."

OMG...I happened to stumble upon the latest "celebrity-with-money-becomes-bored-so-they-decide-to-release-an-album-except-it-sounds-like-everything-else-on-the-radio-today" earlier...and all I can say is wow. It's a shame that there are so many "artists" out there who can't get the promotion they need because they're not some "big name"...yet they're the ones who have something new to bring to the table when it comes to music.

Perhaps it's a bit snobby of me, but I prefer the underground, alternative music that probably wouldn't see the light of "radio" and definitely not "top 40" or whatever the hell they call it. Shit all sounds the same. I don't know what record exec is behind the scenes telling people that they need to go with "what's popular" as far as the sound...but the trend needs to die. I check in every now and then to see if anything has changed. Nope. same shit...

record execs: PLEASE STOP TELLING THESE "ARTISTS" THAT THEIR MUSIC NEEDS TO SOUND LIKE EVERYTHING ELSE ON THE FUCKING RADIO.

rant over. ugh.

also: I know most of you are probably thinking 'says the guy who worships Madonna'. BUT...the music that made me such a HUGE fan of hers came from eras when she was doing her own thing and not following the 'popular' route.

Yup, music as an industry has slowly and gradually been turning into more of a question of who has access to the funds or connections to get record deals or have someone front the money for their recording and production and promotion. It's not really a coincidence that so many good musicians don't have any mainstream note while so many children of actors or musicians have their own album out by the time they're 19.

And I agree that a lot of the crap sounds the same. I never took much note of shows like American Idol-- and while there was never any one big specific reason as to why, I think at least partially it was because all they did was get up and sing other people's music. It was like glorified karaoke.

I'm a fairly big snob about whether or not someone can write their own music and play instruments themselves personally. If they can't, I regard them as just an over-produced brand name that's been created artificially and given the appearance of musical talent through production tricks and auto-tune. Ever notice how rare it is that an actually ugly musician gets big vs. how many pretty people that never touch an instrument get record deals?

Sometimes I really wish we could all have a big JUB meet so I can see how some of the people here would interact in person. It would also be fun to see who splits up into little cliques, groups, and fan clubs like I see here sometimes.

"I'll cast a spell that you can't undo...'til you wake up and you find that you love me too..."

It's a shame that there are so many "artists" out there who can't get the promotion they need because they're not some "big name"...yet they're the ones who have something new to bring to the table when it comes to music.

^THIS, and the rest of your post.

Therehave been times when it has been otherwise, but that's been the exception. I'm old enough to remember more times than most people will remember.

Pre-recorded radio music was EXTREMELY homogenized until about 1956. When rock and roll took off - a good part of it coming from "low budget" recording artists and record companies - the upstart companies piled on and, by 1958, the competition was fierce and, because of so much non-formula rock and roll coming to the forefront, I consider that probably the best "pre-Beatles" year for radio. Elvis Presley was probably the biggest influence bringing rock and roll to nearly every corner of the United States and Canada, but he couldn't have pulled the entire load alone without Bo Diddley, Chuck Berry, etc. (Actually 1957 was probably the very best of all rock and roll years ever, but it took radio a year to catch up...)

By 1959, big money was getting into rock and roll...and the really fast and hard stuff was somewhat pushed back. Big-money interests have always tended to be conservative (going back much farther than my lifetime), and it showed in the music that was trending. By the end of 1960, ballads and slower stuff were back to near-dominance, though the traditional adult pop standards, often with big band overtones, no longer dominated. But, often, the most popular songs became ballads or, sometimes, lush pop instrumentals. (think "Theme From a Summer Place" the #1 song of 1960.) Even with radio music again somewhat homogenized, other rock and roll and independent stuff wasn't kept entirely at bay, because hard-and-fast "formatting" still barely existed. The homogenous music period on radio didn't involve much more than 1960 and parts of 1959, because new styles were coming out at a lightning pace once 1961 arrived, and some juggernauts (such as Phil Spector, "The Twist," and Motown) were soon to break wide open, or already had. Rock and roll had a very bright and lively feeling to it, with the teenage ballads, the girl groups, the first soul music, oodles of rockin' instrumentals slongside the juggernauts. Generally the music was all about having fun...

Then came The Beatles.

Independent music had a good chance being heard on the radio around 1958 and first-half of 1959, then a lot more independent stuff started showing up around 1961 (after that "valley" in 1960), and the period 1964 to 1968 was just "crazy" with it. (A good indicator is that there were more songs that reached the Billboard Hot 100 in 1966, than in any other year ever. More successful titles = more churn.) Music started to homogenize again bvy 1969 and 1970, and stayed thus for a decade, though the last half of that was a change in the dominant music when disco became huge.

The last time I'm aware of when alternate types of music had a chance on the radio was around 1981 to 1983, when New Wave and other alternative forms became successful. But, now, it is thirty years since I've noticed much independent music on the radio. Of course it's hard to know when, nowadays, it seems that absolutely no current song ever played on any American radio station will ever be announced or identified.

I have not enjoyed radio in thirty years, because of that.

BOSS: I'm sorry, but I'll have to lay you and Jack off. SUE: Can you just jack off? I feel like shit today.

"I distrust those people who know so well what God wants them to do, because I notice it always coincides with their own desires" - Susan B. Anthony

THE WIZARD OF OZ: "Transported to a surreal landscape, a girl kills the first person she meets, then joins three strangers to kill again."

sometimes i really wish we could all have a big jub meet so i can see how some of the people here would interact in person. It would also be fun to see who splits up into little cliques, groups, and fan clubs like i see here sometimes.

Yesterday morning, after I ate the buffalo chicken wings from the 7-Eleven across the street from my apartment, I had that wonderfully annoying moment we've all had, where you get a piece of something stuck off in your teeth. Since I was at home, when this happened, I simply went to my bathroom and tried to floss out whatever piece of chicken meat was lodged in there.

While I brush and floss everyday, I still couldn't get this damn piece of chicken out of my teeth.

It was lodged on the lower-back teeth, in between the last two in the back - an already very stubborn place to get something out of, in the human mouth. I tried to brush again, flossing, mouthwash... I'm not kidding you - my mouth was so clean, it probably could have passed a restaurant health inspection.

And then the pressure started to set in - the prelude to a toothache. I took two Tylenol, and while there was a little soreness, thankfully, it wasn't much more than that. I played some Twilight Princess, went to bed, then woke up at Midnight, thankfully with no pain at all.